”“It’s the natural way of things. Think about it, would we be attracted to a woman if they were ugly and uninteresting? Would women be attracted...to a man if he were like that? I think not.” Oh, now I get it! We’re unconsciously looking for a mate! That explains a lot, really. How come you know this stuff?”“I read a lot. That and I just like knowing what makes people tick. I strongly advise you to do the same. You never know when it may come in handy.” Little did I guess how prophetic those. She gave another little sigh and moved one hand from my head down across my front, brushing the crotch of my jeans, now bearing witness to the effect the closeness to her breasts was having to me. "Sven", she said, quietly but still with a little note of outrage in her voice, that was quickly lost in a groan as I rubbed her breasts a little more firmly. She let go my head and moving back a little from me, opened the front of her top and then moved my head back towards her. I licked and teased. The number gleamed in the yellow cast from my headlights. With a heavy sigh, I twisted the key, and the ignition stuttered to a stop. I sat for a moment, listening to the slowing tick of the engine. The motel was a rundown hulk: urine-colored buildings surrounded by droopy, leafless trees. The few rust-buckets that littered the parking lot looked suspicious, the kind of cars one’s drug-addicted cousin would drive. Whenever nice cars were in the lot, you knew it was kids from town, partying.. The four mortars had been mounted on small hover-craft to be used as mobile artillery and were sent up to support the Tigers. The enemy had never faced mortars before, so didn't know what to expect. John hoped to make use of this ignorance.The Tigers' lead element met a fiercely defended roadblock. The only weapons they had to face were assault rifles, but they were ready this time for gunships if they showed up. There was a lot of shooting from both sides, but the fighting was inconclusive..